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when i was a kid i couldn't whistle proper but what i could do was make this monotone shriek while sucking air in between my lips and my grandpa used to say

hey what ya doin, catchin flies?

i never really knew what to say to that.

when it comes to grandpa, i think half of the memories that stick out are of him cutting meats before meals.


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When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you
sometimes find that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is
quite different when it gets out in the open and has other people
looking at it.

-Winnie the Pooh

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haha me either, hence why i called it "poetry" i dont know what it is i write but i write it and its there ( Read more... )

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